From Lady MC Lynn’s fuck-the-police lyrics to the track’s frayed, forceful synth bass, this song boils angrily, and the Rickards Bros.-directed video employs documentary imagery that’s even more confrontational.

Workers at a rural Jamaican slaughterhouse drag pigs through the dust, whip them and brandish blood-soaked knives with sadistic relish. A brutal and no-doubt pale rendering of the island’s daily violence.